"Allison. Allison!" I yelled, shaking Allison, maybe a little too hard. She was in a daze. She looked like she had been daydreaming, and it wasn't a happy daydream. She looked up at me and shouted, "You should shut your stupid British face up and leave me alone!" and ran farther back into the TARDIS, covering her face with her sleeve. "Do I have a stupid British face?" I asked the Doctor, leaning against a wall. He shrugged and smiled. I glared at him and smirked. "Well you have a stupid... alien face." I countered. "I'm going to go find Allison." I said, walking in the direction Allison ran.
"Allison?" I yelled. "What part of 'Leave me alone' do you not understand?" I heard her reply. She sounded a little shaky, like she was- oh. "The part where no one should ever be alone!" I shouted back at her. "Where are you, anyway?" I asked. "Over here dumb ass." I turned around, seeing Allison slumped against the wall. Her makeup was running down her face and her eyes were starting to get puffy. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I haven't celebrated Christmas in years. The last Christmas I had..." She looked down and started softly crying. "I can tell that its a touchy subject, but can you tell me what happened?" I said. "It was three days before my family died." She replied. "Oh, I'm so so-" I started. "I wasn't finished." She continued. "It was my birthday."
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FanfictionMy name is Annalise Connors. I have seen things humans don't usually see. I travel with The Doctor through space and time. These are my stories. This is what happened. This is what will happen. This is me.
